The untamed grandeur of Three Hills Ranch and the wildness of Texas had conquered her heart. Born into a stifling English aristocracy, Anne Edgecomb had inherited this vast cattle empire, and it had set her free from any man's control...until the day a tall cowboy galloped onto her range. Beneath his lazy smile and careless stance was a body of coiled steel, an exciting hardness that made her breath quicken and her blood race.
Anne didn't know where he'd come from, and he wouldn't say more than his name was Josh and he needed a job. But his glittering green eyes boldly told her he would make her his own.